There were many people outside Zhou Yuan.

There were women dressed in red.

There are also men with murderous faces.

They have one thing in common - they are covered in blood!

They apparently had a life-and-death battle not long ago!

It's just that in this week, who are they fighting against?

No one in those rivers and lakes dared to ask, and they all retreated.

The door of the inner courtyard was still closed, and the news of what was happening inside had not yet been reported, and these people outside did not know that the birthday boy was dead.

But now they know that something is not good.

After all, there was such a large group of fierce officers and soldiers at the birthday banquet of Zhou Dashan...... They obviously weren't here to celebrate their birthdays.

They're obviously not here to escape the snow or ask for a drink.

The conclusion is simple.

I'm afraid that Zhou Dashan has provoked people who shouldn't be provoked, and this time, I'm afraid it's hard to be good.

So, some of the faint-hearted began to retreat.

After all, those who mix the rivers and lakes usually do not dare to fight with officers and soldiers.

Of course, there are also bold ones who have not yet left.

They stayed, not to help Zhou Dashan people survive this catastrophe, but to see what would happen.

Ning Chuchu stood at the gate of the inner courtyard of Zhou Yuan with the women's army.

She pushed the door open.

Reach out and wave.

The remaining more than 200 women's troops rushed in like the wind, raised the bow in their hands, and aimed at the people in the rivers and lakes on the left and right.

Cheng Yiren rode a war horse and stood at the door wearing armor.

She also waved her hand.

The more than a thousand remaining soldiers of her command dispersed, surrounded the courtyard, and raised their knives.

Ning Chuchu came to Li Chen'an's face.

Standing tall.

Raised his eyes and looked at Li Chenan.

Lovely and delicate.

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay...... Kill them! ”

Ning Chuchu turned around, raised his hand, and fell, and the arrows in the hands of the women's army flew out like rain.

Cang Nantian and others knew that the general trend had gone.

At the moment of Yanjidao's arrival, they had already had the idea of retreating.

It's just that none of them dare to fly out first, because that will inevitably lead to the killing of the Great Grandmaster.

This group of women dressed in red came in, but gave them the best chance.

The moment those arrow feathers shot out, Cang Nantian and the others had already risen from the ground, waving the weapons in their hands to block those arrow feathers, and disappeared into the wind and snow with a dodge.

Runs faster than a rabbit.

Yan Jidao did not chase.

for he could no longer chase.

The residual poison in his body has not yet been cleared.

The shot that killed Princess Liyang had exhausted all his remaining internal strength.

But he still stood like a gun.

As long as he was standing, those people would not dare to move!

Now Ning Chuchu and they are finally here.

Yan Jidao's face became whiter than snow in an instant.

He sat cross-legged in the snow.

For a moment, there was a steaming mist on his body.

For another moment, he was enveloped in the white mist.

It's like a giant cocoon.

……

……

The body of Zhou Dashan was hung on a bamboo pole by Ning Chuchu and erected on the top of a three-story pavilion.

The red robe was very conspicuous even in the heavy snow.

From a distance, it looks like a plum blooming on the top of the pavilion.

It's just that the plum is not beautiful.

It chills the hearts of those people in the rivers and lakes.

In an instant.

Thousands of people in the rivers and lakes who came to congratulate Zhou Dashan on his birthday were scattered.

Ran clean.

The lively Zhou Garden became quiet after a short half-burnt incense.

Inner Courtyard.

Yin Ruming knelt nervously beside the coffin.

She had closed her eyes.

She didn't shed any more tears.

She was praying.

Pray to the gods and Buddhas that the mute boy will save her son's life.

Amu and Wang Zhenghaoxuan are still standing on Li Chen'an's left and right.

Xiao Baozi picked up the lover's sword and squatted beside the girl named Xiaoqin.

"This is your father's sword."

Xiao Baozi handed over the sword, but Xiaoqin didn't take it.

She looked up, pear blossoms with rain.

She was born very beautiful, just like the pear blossoms that bloom in the spring of March.

"I don't have a lover, I won't be anyone's lover, I don't need this sword...... Thanks a lot! ”

Xiao Baozi was stunned, "You...... Do you hate your father? ”

Xiaoqin was silent for a moment and wiped the tears on her face, "I don't have him in my memory, nor does I look like a mother, I have heard some things about him, I can't say it's ruthless, I just feel very strange." ”

"That's right, let it pass, you're still young......"

Xiao Baozi looked at Xiaoqin's lower body and didn't ask her why she lost her legs.

"Now that your revenge has been avenged, you will be able to live well in the future."

Xiaoqin's eyes, which were already crying red, suddenly became empty and confused.

She looked at Xiao Baozi in a daze, but her eyes did not focus on Xiao Baozi's face.

Fifteen years have passed!

During these years, she and her brother Xiaojian lived for the sole purpose of revenge!

In the desert yellow sand, my brother practiced knives, no matter how hot or cold.

I practiced guns by myself, and for that gentle shot, I don't know how many guns I practiced.

The belief in killing Zhou Mingfang sustained them through that long and lonely time.

They originally thought that after killing Zhou Mingfang, they would definitely not survive.

If you can kill a few more enemies and pull a few more backs, it will be worth it.

They didn't even think about being alive.

Alive...... What's next?

Xiaoqin's eyes fell on the coffin, she lowered her head, and if her brother could survive, she would listen to his brother's arrangement.

If my brother died...... Then let him die.

They have been together for fifteen years.

Huangquan Road has himself by his side, thinking that he will not be too lonely.

Xiao Baozi got up, holding the lover's sword in his hand.

She walked to the cloister ahead, picked up the scabbard, and plunged the sword in.

It's like smearing a lover's eye.

She returned to Li Chen'an's side.

Li Chenan was asking Ning Chuchu in a low voice:

"Met Xiahou Zhuo?"

"It's not."

"Who did you fight against?"

"Princess Liyang's people."

Li Chenan was stunned, and Ning Chuchu said again:

"Princess Liyang asked Zhou Dashan to train a thousand soldiers."

"After I arrived in Zhouzhuang, I got your news and went to Zhoushan, and met them in Zhoushan, fortunately people arrived, otherwise...... I'm afraid the silver I've worked so hard to get will be gone. ”

"Oh...... So what's going on with him? ”

Li Chenan pointed to Yanji Dao, who was wrapped in a cocoon.

Ning Chuchu shook his head, "We found the hut, and he stood in front of it covered in blood...... Many people died before and after the house, and they were all from the rivers and lakes...... Xu Yes, Xu Yes has a fierce battle. ”

Li Chenan didn't ask again.

He walked towards the main room.

He stood in front of the door and looked at the gun stuck in the door.

He reached out and pulled out the gun.

He pushed open the door and walked in.

Princess Liyang leaned against another door.

She's not dead yet.

She was laughing.

She clutched her wound in one hand and let the blood run from between her fingers.

She looked at Li Chenan, but there was no resentment in her eyes.

"You won."